The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Netherworld Jiuchong sent everyone away and left himself alone in the empty hall.

His eyes were as calm as a wave of lifeless autumn water, yet a few blood-red ripples appeared on the calm surface of the water.

After pondering for a long time in his mind, Youming Jiuchong once again recalled the thoughts he had always had in his mind.

He had not directly answered the several key probing questions raised by Du Ziheng and others, but he had given himself a silent answer while thinking about it privately.

Symptoms? Heart and brain. Seeking medical treatment? No effect.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the calm water surface began to ripple slightly.

He thought of another aspect to think about.

What difficulties did he encounter or what secrets did he harbor?

The clever Lord Youming knew in his heart that his subordinates did have the motive to get information from him. These people did not dare to express their concern and care for him directly, but carefully used subtle changes in their expressions and careful choice of words to try to understand his situation.

But he didn't want to say it, and didn't know how to say it...

At this time, in a meeting hall that belonged to the Ninth Layer of the Netherworld, the lights were dim and the environment was cold. The surrounding layout was low-key and luxurious, but also revealed a sense of luxury and coldness that could not be concealed.

The man in red stood quietly in the center of the hall, saying nothing. He was like a sculpture, without any vitality that a living person should have. He was like a temporarily sealed monster, healing alone. When he was injured, he returned to a small shelter he built with his own hands, silently licking those wounds that he didn't want others to know...

After a cup of tea, Youming Jiuchong returned to his bedroom on the top floor of the underground room.

There was no one guarding the long corridor. There were lighting fixtures hung on the walls on both sides of the corridor, but there were obviously fewer lights on than usual.

When meeting his subordinates, Youming Jiuchong had already ordered them to leave the vicinity of his bedroom. During the few days he was in the Underworld Palace, there was no need to send anyone to guard outside the bedroom, and no one was allowed to patrol the corridors.

Of course, Lord Youming did not order his subordinates to extinguish some of the lamps and torches to make the surroundings even darker.

But although he did not say it explicitly, the killers in charge were also very smart. Just as they had adjusted the light and shadow conditions of the meeting hall in advance, they now took the initiative to adjust the light and shadow conditions of the corridor outside the Hades' bedroom.

Netherworld Nine did not press the switch near the stone door, but directly opened the door with the wind from his palm.

His big hands did not touch any corner of the stone door or stone wall, but with a loud "bang", he pushed the two stone doors open to the left and right in an instant.

When Netherworld Nineth Level was ill, many people were waiting outside the palace. He used his inner strength to blast the stone door open a little, and also damaged a corner. Now the stone door has been restored to its original intact state, which is obviously the repair work done by the craftsmen of the Nether Palace.

The huge stone gate had undergone obvious changes, but Netherworld Nineth Layer acted as if he hadn't noticed anything and never even glanced at the stone gate.

He took a big step forward, and just as he crossed the threshold, the two stone doors behind him moved instantly and closed together.

Inside the hall, the stone walls were obviously damaged. The originally intact walls were now badly damaged. The light in the hall was dim, and the lamps and lamps in the four corners were all broken into powder.

Fortunately, there were still some rays of sunlight on the ground that could seep through the corner of the skylight, so the hall was not so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

As for the furniture and furnishings in the hall, such as screens, tables, chairs, bookshelves and the like, they had long been broken into pieces on the ground, and even their original appearance could not be recognized.

This was the bedroom where Netherworld Nineth Level had used its inner strength to knock Wei Song and Du Ziheng away. It was also the space where Netherworld Nineth Level had sealed itself off alone.

Now it seems that this bedroom has obviously suffered a huge damage.

The magnificent and golden bedroom has long been unrecognizable from its original appearance. It has been reduced to ruins, leaving people with no place to stay and a sense of desolation in their hearts.

Netherworld Jiuchong stood there without even raising an eyebrow. In his eyes, the ruins seemed to be nothing but an insignificant thing. It seemed that nothing, no person, could cause his emotions to fluctuate in the slightest...

No joy or sorrow.

He stepped over the piles of objects whose original appearance could no longer be seen and walked step by step into the inner room.

There are no screens or door curtains.

But after a while, he walked to the back room.

The situation here was much worse than outside. Not only were the walls badly damaged, but several of them were crumbling. If someone walked by and something happened to fall from above, that person would surely die.

Netherworld Nine had an indifferent look in his eyes, and stood in front of the stone wall with his hands behind his back, showing no emotion at all. The exquisite and colorful murals turned into a mottled and damaged area.

This was originally his resting place, but now it has become a ruin.

If time retreats to the ninth level of the underworld and locks itself up, the scene will be even more terrifying, like purgatory on earth.

At that time, Lord Youming really turned into a demon, destroying everything crazily. His heart, brain, and body were also suffering from the backlash of severe pain.

All of this is known to only him, the person involved.

He had long been accustomed to silently enduring and accepting all the good and bad things. Since these were abnormal symptoms that he was supposed to experience, what was the point of him still holding on to other negative thoughts?

He faced it calmly and accepted it calmly.

In the end, as long as people don't die, that's enough.

Netherworld Jiuchong did not ask his subordinates to repair and tidy up the ruins, but walked alone in the hall, feeling the huge changes that were taking place there.

It was like revisiting an old place, reminding him of something...

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What warning can revisiting an old place bring to the people around us?

It was not the first time that Youming Jiuchong had seen man-made ruins, and there was no obvious emotion on his face.

In fact, when he was ill before, he had destroyed everything he saw into ruins. So the fact that the bedroom was reduced to ruins this time was just a common example among many past events.

Youming Jiuchong's mind was hard to guess, he liked to be quiet and aloof. He dismissed all those who might disturb him, walked through the empty corridor alone, and returned to the ruined bedroom alone.

From the beginning to the end, he is like a character who is detached from reality and outside the objective world. He is like a fixed character in a world. He works when he has something to do, and stays alone when he has nothing to do.

In addition, no personal thoughts can be seen on his appearance, and when he gives orders, he will not have too much private communication with others.

Netherworld Nine looked indifferently at the mess in front of him, took a big step, and walked to the bottom of a wall where many stones had fallen off.

There were some sunken blocks on the mottled stone wall. He raised his big hand and tapped lightly with his fingers.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the stone chips on the wall were blown up, he flashed into the dark room behind the stone wall like a strange flash of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the stone wall closed again, and the dark space that suddenly appeared just now disappeared instantly.

And the blood-red figure also disappeared.

The mess at the scene still existed, with no sign of any living person having been there.

Time goes back to the early morning of that day. From the moment the Netherworld Nine Layers closed itself off to the moment it took the initiative to open the stone door, it has been busy without stopping for even a moment.

Early that night, he locked himself in his bedroom, cutting off all communication with the outside world.

It was not until late at night that he began to reappear in public and take action with his subordinates.

Before dawn that day, he hung the traitor's body on the wall of the East Gate of the capital. After that, he has been locking himself away.

Before dawn, he had almost killed all those who wanted to kill him while it was still dark, leaving behind a few guards and assassins including Geng Wa who had reported the incident. Then, he hung the traitor's head on the wall of the East Gate.

After returning to the Underworld Palace and holding a simple meeting with his subordinates, he remained aloof and did not communicate too much with Wei Song and others. He was unwilling to let the doctor get close to him to examine his physical condition. Once again, he closed himself off.

Youming Jiuchong stayed in the dark room of the bedroom for a whole day. A killer brought steaming hot meals to the door, but until night fell, there was no sign that the breakfast, lunch and dinner that had been served three times had been touched.

The killers also knew that this was not a place they could come to. They had risked great danger to deliver the food here, and they dared not stay here for too long. They could deliver the food quickly and leave, but they could not make any noise, let alone remind the people inside to come out for dinner.

Manager Lu shook his head helplessly after hearing the assassins' report. Du Ziheng sighed softly and suggested that the food should be delivered to the door of the bedroom according to the normal meal time. Now, the food that has been left for a whole day should be sent back and another midnight snack should be delivered.

The killers did the same thing as usual, and when they served the steaming midnight snack...

On the tray where the food was placed, there was a steaming earthenware pot, from which wafted a long aroma of herbs. This was exactly the medicine that Du Ziheng had prescribed. He could not cure the strange disease of the Ninth Layer of the Netherworld, so he could only try his best to prescribe some nourishing medicine for the body.

However, until late at night, all the food on the tray had not been touched, and the earthenware pot that was steaming at first had already gone cold.

Du Ziheng and Wei Song couldn't sit still for a moment, and the weather outside told them that they couldn't stay here any longer.

They had been away from the capital for a long time, staying outside for several days. When they left, they did not even go to meet the princess in person to tell her that they had to leave because of something else. They also knew that Wei Bo would take care of the aftermath for them.

But no matter what, as subordinates, they cannot leave the capital for a long time, especially when the prince is away on business. In addition, Wei Bai is alone in the mansion, and he has to be careful and cautious in everything. Considering Wei Bai's sometimes smart and sometimes crazy personality, coupled with the princess's intelligence, I hope Wei Bai will not make mistakes because of being too busy, thus causing some trouble...

In fact, Lord Youming did not take the initiative to say that he would send these two subordinates back to the capital, but judging from his usual temperament, if these two people were not needed for the time being, he would send them back to their original positions.

Wei Song and Du Ziheng knew that they could not delay any longer. Moreover, it seemed that Lord Ming was not in danger of death at the moment. So after comprehensive consideration, they had to bid farewell to Manager Lu and the others, and then took a shortcut and carefully rushed back to the capital at night.

Even though the general routes leading to the Underworld Palace were leaked by the traitor, there are actually countless routes to choose from. Moreover, there are many deep mountains in this area and the situation in the mountains is extremely complicated. Even if people outside know some general routes, they cannot thoroughly investigate the specific location of their stronghold.

Wei Song and Du Ziheng finally left the Underworld Palace. They left reluctantly with uneasy hearts.

Manager Lu stayed in the Underworld Palace temporarily to coordinate all the affairs inside and outside. The business of Mushi in the capital was normal, so he, the manager of Mushi, could still stay in the Underworld Palace.

After being severely tortured, Steward Mo, the former steward of the Underworld Palace, nearly died in the stone prison. Fortunately, he was still tough and strong, and was able to retain a breath of life.

This time he was lucky that he didn't lose his life. Because according to the reality, he did make a big mistake. As a leader of the Hades Palace, he not only failed to manage his subordinates well, but also didn't realize that there was a spy in their team. Now the spy almost harmed many brothers. So he was responsible for a lot of things, and he was the one who should be punished the most.

Fortunately, Manager Mo was still lucky. Perhaps it was because he had stayed with Lord Youming for a long time and had been in charge of the affairs of the Underworld Palace for about four years, so he did not completely lose his luck.

He survived by chance, although he was seriously injured and might die at any time. And he didn't know if he would have the opportunity to show his ability again in the future, and take on the important responsibility of being the manager of the Underworld Palace again?

Du Ziheng only treated some people, including the Night Prince, the Night Princess, Nether Nine, and other masters he followed, as well as his close brothers. Now that Manager Mo was at fault, even if Du Ziheng was a kind-hearted person, he would not bother to save this criminal.

Du Ziheng was extremely concerned about Youming Jiuchong's health, but that didn't mean he was equally concerned about Manager Mo's safety. Seeing that time was almost up, he patted his butt and left, while Manager Mo was still in a critical moment of life and death.

Manager Lu temporarily took over Manager Mo's job. He was not clear about Manager Mo's condition, so he simply instructed a doctor from the Underworld to go and check on Manager Mo and try to cure him.

If you can't cure it, then just let nature take its course...

Right now, all of them should focus on the physical and mental condition of the Lord of Hell. The Lord of Hell should be the focus of their attention...